N.T.S.: I Miss U Terribly 18Oh baby let me in
Still Frank's POV
A half hour later, my tears were drying up, but I still felt like shit. I groaned and rolled over to answer my phone.
"You should really come over Frankie. Gerard's shaking down my room looking for his ID."
"Shit. I'll be over in a few." I said, hung up, and raced down the stairs, and out the door. I ran all the way to their house, seeing Gerard holding his ID triumphantly in the air and walking towards his car.
I did the only thing I could do, I took a deep breath, ran towards him, and tackled him. I ended up straddling him, sitting across his stomach, trying to catch my breath. He was under me, eyes wide,
"Where were you going?"
"Were you going to buy liquor?"
He nodded, ashamed, his face going red.
"Because you left, and I was lonely."
I was still sitting on him, my arms crossed.
"And alcohol is the answer?"
"No. I'm sorry Frankie. You weren't here and I didn't know what to do." I sighed and nodded, stil